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Mercedes:
I hate female intuition. Mine has never given me any good news.

[while setting the dining table]

Mercedes:
Today I decided to do something different.

Gustavo:
[looking at the food] Roast beef?

Mercedes:
No, chicken.

Gustavo:
[making a face] Oh... even better.

[She goes back to the kitchen. Their son arrives the room]

Filho de Mercedes 2:
[looking at the food] Roast beef?

Gustavo:
No, chicken.

Filho de Mercedes 2:
Oh, sh*t.

Mercedes:
Oh, impossible loves... No woman can resist an impossible love.

[First lines]

Mercedes:
[Voiceover] We get born and we die. And in the mean time we study, we work, we get married, we have children, we exercise... we get sick. No one escapes it. When I paint, I'm not thinking about becoming a celebrity. My painting is a way to express all the loose things about me, about my personality. [pause] That's me. My name is Mercedes.

[about her wedding night]

Mercedes:
[Voiceover] When we got to our room and he shut the door, we realized our marriage wouldn't be like the others. He didn't say "alone at last". He said...

Gustavo:
Together at last.

[Mercedes is setting the dining table]

Mercedes:
Today I decided to do something different.

Gustavo:
[looking at the food] Oh, I love roast beef!

Mercedes:
No, it's chicken.

Gustavo:
[making a face] Oh. Even better.

[She goes back into the kitchen]

Filho de Mercedes 1:
[whispering] Dad... the chicken is still breathing.

[Filho de Mercedes 2 walks into the dining room]

Filho de Mercedes 2:
Roast beef?

Gustavo:
No, chicken.

Filho de Mercedes 2:
Oh, sh*t.

Mercedes:
[to her shrink] There are so many women inside of me... and a few men as well. Prepare for group therapy!... Just kidding.

[Trying to get her husband's attention]

Mercedes:
I told her I work as a *ho* in a downtown strip club!

Gustavo:
[shocked] You said that to her?

Hillary:
Sexual harassment is only criminal when the guy is ugly. Am I right?

[At the theater with Mercedes]

Gustavo:
[voiceover] I can't believe I came to the theater on a Saturday night. It can't be. I've been here for half an hour and it seems like I walked in Tuesday! When I get out of here, I'll get hammered. And you'll start nagging me, saying I'll pass out because I don't have a young man's liver anymore! The only thing she talks about now is my liver. Few years ago, she talked about my legs, my smile, my ass, my gaze... Now it's my liver, my pancreas! *That's* loving someone's inside!

[Discussing Gustavo's possible infidelity]

Mercedes:
Gustavo is not my property, he's just a part of my life. Have you ever heard that saying, people don't belong to people?

M?nica:
People may not belong to people, but no way in hell will he belong to another woman!